There Is No World For ■■

* * *As the sun reached its zenith and students clutched their empty stomachs, the sound of students rushing to the cafeteria made the windows rattle while Yeomyeong sat alone in his room, engrossed in reading.To be precise, he was reading not one, but two notebooks. They were of similar size and their content was identical.Yeomyeong’s demeanor as he alternated between the two notebooks, scrutinizing its content, was very serious. Because what they contained was not something to scoff at.Chapter 1: The boss, the Skinwalker Priest, is still alive. Chapter 2 is about to start, and the boss is the elf hunter Juan…The so-called ‘Author’, Baonic Lerac, who believed himself to be the creator of this world, had jotted down the information in these notebooks.They contained all sorts of information about the academy and a future that would have become a reality, though it differed slightly from the present reality, if not for Yeomyeong.The future events and the perpetrators behind them, personal histories of certain individuals, and strange fated objects hidden throughout the academy.Among them were pieces of information that seemed almost unbelievable.For example, a dragon hiding in the academy’s sewers or an elf who would attack the academy during the first-year winter vacation.However, Yeomyeong memorized everything, especially the details about the strange fated objects, which he read and reread to the point of being able to recall it perfectly.Was it to monopolize these strange fated objects? No, it wasn’t. To him, these items served as both bait and clues.…Clues to find the Player.The Player who was hiding somewhere in Lord Howe Academy.Like Baonic, it was likely that this Player also knew about the numerous strange fated objects hidden in the academy.Given the Player’s nature, who went as far as to kill people for XP, he would be constantly looking for an opportunity to seize these items.…It’s also possible that he may have already obtained some of these items.Yeomyeong genuinely hoped so.He hoped that the Player had managed to obtain some of the strange fated objects so he could use the clues of the missing strange fated objects and find him earlier.Just as Yeomyeong flipped through the notebooks with such thoughts in mind…Creak.The door, which had been closed shut, creaked open with a small noise.It didn’t look like anyone was coming in as there was no one visible beyond the door.However, Yeomyeong’s sharp instincts—honed by someone who wore the Invisibility Cloak frequently—picked up on something crossing the doorway.“…Was that you passing by, Dormitory Head?”Yeomyeong asked, even though he didn’t mean it and closed the notebooks with natural movements.He then got up from his seat, pulled out the Invisibility Cloak from his pocket, and tucked it between his side and arm, ready to wear it at any time.Once he was done with his brief preparations and headed toward the door, the invisible visitor did not take any action.And as soon as Yeomyeong shut the door, something cold pressed firmly against the back of his head.Click.The familiar sound of a gun being cocked, the familiar sensation…Yeomyeong sighed without realizing it and asked.“Just to make sure I’m not mistaken, you are someone I know, right?”